Hey Everybody, I'd like to thanks all of you who read the previous chapter, I know it might be a little…. odd but that's the beauty of fan-fiction. Anything is possible in your story. To those of you reading after chapter two, thank you for sticking with this series, you will not be disappointed.
Also, you may be thinking why this chapter is coming out a bit early, well my family is taking a short beach trip. Thus, I will be gone and unable to post it on its regularly scheduled release date, being tomorrow. So, enjoy a nice early surprise. Super Loud RPG will then be updated the 26th. Followed by the 28th, 30th and so-on.
(Loud House is a property of Chris Savino and Nick, not mine)
Let's continue where we left off shall we? -Jerry
Chapter 3 - "Against the Elements and the Enemy"Lincoln ran as fast as he could through the plains, occasionally looking behind him, to see what the heck was going on back there. I got dark as it started to rain. Lincoln could still see dark grey beams of light traveling upward into the sky. Where they were going, he didn't know. He looked back again, to see a person chasing him unlike before.
"Freeze stranger! Hands in the air. Please, come with me!" The Being said.
Lincoln noticed the being was one of those soldiers in grey. The soldier took aim at Lincoln.
"Do as I say, hands up. Now."
The Soldier pulled a trigger and an orange light appeared at the bullet end of the gun. He fired.
Lincoln ducked in the nick-of-time. He got back up and started to run away from the soldier, heading for the shack in the distance. The soldier pulled a weird oval-shaped devise out of a pocket.
"Collerman number 467a is running in a southern direction, heading to a shack of some-kind. Requesting more soldiers to watch and sneak up to 467a."
"Permission Granted 'k-V1N27"
Lincoln finally got to the shack and saw Xavier in front of it.
"You're Lincoln, right?"
Lincoln nodded, unable to say a word.
"Alright, cool. C' mon, we gotta get going. I'll explain what my father couldn't when we settle down in a good spot."
And with that Xavier motioned for Lincoln to follow giving Lincoln no time for words. As they ran Xavier suddenly stopped and turned around.
"Here, let's take a pause. I'm sure you've got questions. Take this." Xavier said, giving Lincoln a watch.
"A watch, thanks I guess, don't know what purpose it serves me now. But thanks!" Lincoln said, appreciating the kind gesture.
"Well, I'm sure you would like it if I told you what it does. You can turn invisible with it!" Xavier's face was full of excitement, then sadness. "Just, don't ask me how I got it..."
Lincoln looked at the watch Xavier gave him. It seemed to be an ordinary Casio watch. Except Lincoln knew, in this place, nothing was ordinary.
"Wait, this looks like just an ordinary Casio watch. If it is ordinary, and I'm ordinary, do I have powers like this watch does?" Lincoln asked, curious.
"I asked my father the same question." Xavier chuckled. "No, not now, but that book you have, It'll Sherly help!"
Lincoln sat down and thought about it for a moment. He then smiled and stood.
"This book what does it do? Also, don't call my Sherly!" Lincoln said, barely able to contain his laughter.
Xavier cocked his head to the side, confused at whatever joke Lincoln was trying to tell him.
"Sorry." Lincoln laughed. "My grandfather tells me that joke all the time."
"Okay, well then" Xavier continued. "The book is full of spells, some easy, some even challenging for my father. You saw a couple from him, right?"
"Yeah, there was this one where he shot a silvery wind at them, and another where he screamed 'BANISHMENT!' and a bunch of bright lights appeared and shot towards the sky!" Lincoln said aloud, he then thought "Wait, that's what those soldiers did also, shot a grey beam of light towards the sky"
He then looked at Xavier after he thought about the similarities and chose to ignore it, he was geeking out! Like if you showed lost records of history to a history geek. "He must be obsessed with spells and stuff." Lincoln thought.
Soon after talking some more, Lincoln had a coughing attack. Some dark red gas flooded from his mouth as he spat out some blood.
"Oh, my God! We gotta get to someone who can help you! Xavier screamed in panic. "Follow me, we got only a mile or two until the next town."
Xavier grabbed Lincoln's hand and pulled him through the rough terrain. Lincoln couldn't keep up as he collapsed on the ground, blood rushing out of his mouth.
"You will not fall to them Lincoln." Xavier said as he picked up the white-haired boy. "Not today."
The wooded area was tough to get through, holes in the ground and fallen logs were plentiful, someone with inexperience could get a serious twisted ankle, or worse. A tree collapsed next to him, but Xavier chose to ignore it, endlessly running to save his friend.
Lincoln muttered something that wasn't remotely close to English, spewing blood in the process.
"Only a little farther little dude, we'll get you to safety." Xavier said to him.
They finally reached the end of the forest to find a gravel path way, to the village.
Xavier stopped in his tracks, the clouds coming in. He could see grey beams of light erupting towards the sky, ten, twenty, he stopped counting as he ran faster than he did before, this time he knew.
Lincoln opened his eyes to see the beams of grey light erupt to the grey sky above him. He closed his eyes once more, a single tear falling from his swollen eye.
Xavier stood before the village, except, it was a village no more as it had been infiltrated by what he called the "Knights of the Sky". Wood burned, bodies who couldn't escape fast enough burned. Everything was ruined.
Unless he could find someone that could help Lincoln, there was no hope left, just like how the village had no hope either. Xavier turned around still clutching his friend that he only met a few hours ago. He walked into the desolate village, seeing what used to be plentiful fields of wheat, burned to a crisp, unknown what chemical killed it deems it inedible.
He walked the empty gravel pathways, still clutching the boy. He heard a voice behind him. He turned around to see what he never wanted to see now. A Grey Knight.
The knight pulled out his oval-shaped devise and spoke;
"Collarmen 467a and 153a found my liege." He said raising a short baton.
He pressed a button as a beam of energy appeared on the baton, looking like the blade of a Estoc sword.
Xavier put down Lincoln as he reached for his belt, pulling out a baton of his own, releasing a beam of energy colored a rusty orange with a curved blade, which most resembled a "Dha".
Lincoln open his eyes with some strength he could muster up, he could see a pool of blood likely from his mouth next to him. It was fight or flight time, however he didn't have much energy stored even with Xavier carrying him all that way.
"You are making a huge mistake 153a, you cannot win, and you know that." The Knight said raising his Estoc energy sword. "Turn over the child and maybe I'll forget about you for a little bit."
The Grey Knight slashed at Xavier, while Xavier retaliated with a swing of his own.
"My father taught me much more than you could ever know in your life." Xavier said dodging an incoming swing.
"Looks like we have a fight on our hands." The Knight scoffed. "And an easy one at that."
The knight charged forward at Xavier, their weapons clashing in the process. Xavier ran backwards, jumping and pulling off an impressive backflip in the process. He took the book from Lincoln and quickly flipped to a page. He threw his curved sword in the air and said;
"Tofan Badai!"
A rusted orange wind shaped like a crescent appeared out of his hand coming straight for the Grey Knight.
The Knight slashed his weapon at the wind, shattering it into a thousand pieces.
Xavier catches his Dha as the Knight stepped forward striking Xavier across his arm. Xavier screamed in pain as the Knight went for a killing blow.
Suddenly, a gunshot was heard kind-of close by.
The Knight suddenly dropped his weapon a few inches away from Xavier's chest as he fell to the floor, releasing the same dark red gas some other soldiers used. Xavier dragged Lincoln away from the fumes, worried it might have killed Lincoln if he breathed it in again.
The dark red gas was carried into the wind, never to be smelt again. Xavier wondered where the gunshot came from. He came across a hospital-like building. As tiny as some of the other houses, but not as bad in shape as some of the other ones. He went inside and put Lincoln on one of the beds inside, not in the best condition ever, but it will do. Xavier grabbed a cloth to soak up the blood Lincoln had, and grabbed another for his wound.
Xavier then heard a knock at the door followed by someone kicking the door open. It was a man. He pointed a shotgun at Xavier's head.
"You better tell me what happen 'ere, or I'll blow your brains out, kid."
Xavier explained to the man what had happened, and gestured at Lincoln a couple of times while talking.
The man put down the shotgun, looking sympathetic, a weird look for someone that looked as tough as he did. He then spoke
"Oh, I see. You've had a busy couple of hours then." He chuckled. "No worries, my wife will fix up your friend here real good!"
"MELINDA! You've got an operation to do!" the man yelled at the top of his lungs, making Lincoln open his eyes.
"Coming sweetie, hold up, is it safe in there?" a woman who was presumed to be Melinda spoke in a strong accent that Xavier couldn't place.
"It's as safe as a canary in a willow tree!" The man said.
Melinda walked in followed by a boy a little older than Lincoln and another grown man with a beard that could rival anyone's beard, ever.
Melinda pushed Xavier out of the way as she approached Lincoln on the bed.
"Aren't they so cute when they'll asleep!" She pulled a suspicious-looking can from her handbag as she sprinkled an unknown substance into Lincoln's nostrils. Lincoln sneezed as he got up and sat upright for the first time since he was with Xavier those many hours ago.
"WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE!" Lincoln screamed, not knowing who anyone was except for Xavier.
The man with the shotgun walked forward.
"I guess I've not properly introduced myself as of yet." The Man spoke, scratching his neck in the process. "I'm Jerimiah, this is my wife Melinda, and my son Wyeth."
Jerimiah was shorter than average, he wore a shirt a lumberjack would traditionally wear, blue jeans and had muscles you could see through his shirt. He carried a shotgun with him.
Melinda looked considerably older than her husband. Lincoln guessed it may have been stress that made her the way she looked. Lincoln looked at Melinda as it reminded him of his own mother, he hoped she would never look like that because of all the stress a mother could have with eleven children.
Wyeth was the son of Jerimiah and Melinda. He didn't smile at Lincoln and kept silent most of the time, only ever speaking to his father. He looked fourteen and had a straw hat on with the same clothes on as his father. He also had a pocket knife, which must have been useful in this place.
"Hold on, who is the guy in the beard?" Lincoln asked.
The bearded man walked forward.
"The name's Joe, what's it to ya?"
Joe had a stern look on his face as he was the tallest one in the whole group. He wore jeans and a black t-shirt so old you could hardly read the writing on the front of it, the back had constellations on it with more unknown writing, lost to time. He also looked the oldest of the group while maintaining a luscious pitch black beard, but nothing else.
Jerimiah finally spoke,
"We tried to warn this town of what would happen. We only recruited Joe here, who was thankful for our safety."
"Here, follow us. We've got a camp set up in the woods east of here. Follow us, we'll take you there. Wyeth is a skilled fisher, he'll catch you something good."
Wyeth nodded.
Lincoln looked at Xavier, then Xavier finally spoke.
"Sounds like a deal! We're in."
"Perfect! Sunlight goes by quickly in these parts, we better get there fast."
And with that Lincoln got up and followed Jerimiah and his family (and Joe) along with Xavier, walked out of the scorched hospital in the direction of their place. Everybody picked up their bags and started to head off. Joe's bag looked to be twice the size of Lincoln, and an odd shape too. Like a giant pear.
Lincoln got hungry thinking about it as they walked into the woods, on their way too Jerimiah's base camp in the woods east of them.
A helicopter landed at the decayed village. Many grey knights or soldiers walked out. A commando walked out last. The commando pulled out an oval shaped devise out of his pocket.
"Nothing seems to be here my liege, I will go with the search party to find the captives. We have located the fallen /soldier. Will give you more details when things appear."
"Excellent work k-V1N27. Locate the Collarmen immediately." The voice on the other end said
"Will do." k-V1N27 responded. He put his oval-shaped devise away as he finds a pool of blood a few meters away from the /knight corpse.
"Bingo." K-V1N27 said. He was on their trail.
Thanks for reading chapter three of my story! Chapter four will be out shortly :)
Sorry if you thought Lincoln was gone too much in this chapter, I wanted to flesh out some characters also, he should get a bigger role next chapter.
-Jerry